Mushroom Man

Chapter 121 The King of Yan Dies, Killing Someone By Destroying Their Spirit (10,000-word update, please subscribe)

"Father, don't worry."

"Your son will certainly carry on your legacy and restore the glory of our ancestors to the Yan family."

"However, this Yan family may only consist of my son..."

Yan Wuxin muttered to himself as he looked at the corpse of the Yan clan chief.

At that moment, he didn't even know whether he should cry or laugh.

All he knew was that he felt an unprecedented sense of ease.

The heavy burden that had always been on his shoulders vanished instantly with the death of Clan Chief Yan.

He no longer had to follow his father's wishes, toiling away for the Yan family, shedding his last drop of blood, and becoming a stepping stone for his so-called younger brother.

"Since none of you love me, then I'll love myself..."

Yan Wuxin felt an unprecedented freedom, and his eyes gradually became sharp and cold, no longer the gentle and refined person he once was.

He didn't dwell too much on the past, but instead got right to the task and started making mushrooms on the spot!

And the mushrooms he wanted to refine were undoubtedly...

It's a level 2 Bloodline Mushroom!

……

The sixth floor of the bronze tower.

"Xianyuan!"

With a long neigh, the Ferghana horse beneath Chief Wu leaped out from the fifth level of the crack.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman.

Ignoring the surrounding battle, Chief Wu charged straight toward the seventh door that the abbot had forcibly opened.

In no time at all, his figure disappeared into the dark tunnel.

"Old Man Yan has been defeated?!"

The royal patriarch's pupils constricted sharply, and his face turned deathly pale instantly.

Chief Wu's presence here signifies only one thing...

Something went wrong on Chief Yan's side, and they couldn't stop him!

"What happened..."

Clan Chief Wu has already reached the seventh level. If he were to catch up with Abbot Shanren...

Chief Wang trembled, as if he could already see himself suffering from the mushroom poison and dying.

His forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his legs were trembling slightly involuntarily.

"Humph!"

"You dare to be distracted while fighting this humble monk?"

A cold glint flashed in Wu Xingzhe's eyes as he saw that Clan Chief Wu had already reached the seventh level, and a sense of urgency arose in his heart.

He knew very well that he had to finish this quickly!

Otherwise, given Chief Wu's erratic and insane state, if he were to actually confront the abbot, he would undoubtedly die in a one-on-one fight!
The martial arts master glared fiercely, and his attack suddenly became fierce.

His fists pounded like war drums, each strike carrying the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.

Unfortunately, he was stuck in a swamp of mud, and seven or eight tenths of his strength was dissipated, so his punches could only stir up waves of mud.

And coincidentally, the royal clan chief was also a mushroom master.

The advantage of the Earth Path School lies in its expertise in defense.

In his current state, Wu Xingzhe is completely unable to inflict any effective damage on the royal patriarch.

"Damn it!"

"If I still have energy left, I will take your life within three punches!"

The martial artist was breathing heavily, and the veins on his bronze skin were bulging.

If he had the Energy Mushroom by his side, he would be full of energy. Why would he be trapped here by these earthworms?

Thinking of this, his anger intensified, but due to insufficient internal energy, his fist technique gradually weakened.

"Martial arts practitioner, are you still trying to win with your words even when you're about to die?"

With the royal clan chief in control, he naturally had no fear of the martial arts practitioners.

He was eager to quickly eliminate Wu Xingzhe and then pursue Chief Wu.

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately activated the Falling Stone Mushroom.

In an instant, a thunderous roar came from the dome, and countless boulders poured down like a torrential rain.

Judging from their posture, it seemed they wanted to take advantage of Wu Xingzhe being stuck in the swamp and bury him alive.

After barely managing to break several pieces, Wu Xingzhe finally exhausted himself and was buried by the rubble in the blink of an eye.

"Hahaha, Wu Xingzhe, you're nothing special."

Chief Wang was delighted and tried to turn away to pursue Chief Wu.

But at that moment, he suddenly heard a loud shout coming from under the pile of stones!
"King Kong subdues demons!"

With a deafening roar, a four-armed Vajra burst forth from the rock.

The patriarch's deadly move, the Swamp of Mud, couldn't hold the massive four-armed Vajra at all, and was thus broken instantly.

"I've finally recovered some of my inner energy."

"Clan Chief, I just heard you say... who is nothing more than this?"

The battle of the mushroom masters is ever-changing.

In just a few breaths, the situation changed dramatically, with the offensive and defensive positions shifting completely.

The martial artist's aura changed drastically. After unleashing the Vajra Subduing Demon technique, he was completely different from before.

With every step, the ground cracked!

With each punch, the air exploded!

The clan leader was ashen-faced, clearly not expecting that Wu Xingzhe had been secretly recovering his true energy while he was being passively attacked.

He knew perfectly well that he had been able to bully Wu Xingzhe just now entirely because Wu Xingzhe was in poor condition and depleted of his true energy.

But now that Wu Xingzhe has successfully unleashed Vajra Subduing Demons, how can he possibly stop him?
You should know that even Abbot Shanren dared not confront the Vajra Subduing Demon directly.

"Wu..."

When the clan chief thought of this, he opened his mouth as if to say something.

However, the fist coming straight at him forced him to swallow the words he wanted to say.

Chief Wang was so frightened that he almost lost his mind. In his panic, he hurriedly activated the Earth Wall Mushroom.

Eighteen indestructible stone walls rose up from the ground.

However, the stone wall that could previously withstand the martial artist was now as flimsy as paper, unable to withstand even a single punch from him.

With his four arms spinning, Vajra arrived before him amidst the collapse of earth and the splitting of rocks.

"boom!"

The fist, carrying immense force, slammed down!
The royal patriarch's obese body flew backward like a tattered sack, crashing heavily into the bronze tower wall.

The bronze tower trembled, and dust fell from its dome.

"Cough...cough cough cough..."

Blood gushed from the mouth of the patriarch, his abdominal fat caved in, his internal organs ruptured, and blood gushed from his seven orifices.

The excruciating pain was indescribable, so intense that he couldn't even activate the mushrooms.

"Clan Chief Wang, I still remember how you plotted against me back then."

"Let's settle both old and new scores today!"

The martial arts practitioner exuded a murderous aura, resembling an angry Vajra.

He took three steps in two, grabbed the clan chief, and slammed him to the ground.

"Does Patriarch Wang still remember how you tricked this humble monk out of all his savings at the gambling den back then?"

"This is revenge for the gambling den's scheme!"

As soon as Wu Xingzhe finished speaking, he swung his four arms around the ground and delivered another powerful punch.

Chief Wang was powerless to resist, and his lower body was smashed to pieces.

"This is because you are despicable and shameless, and secretly used tricks against this poor monk, causing this poor monk and your wife to get drunk and have sex."

The more Wu Xingzhe spoke, the more ruthless he became, his face still contorted with rage.

"That final flurry of punches..."

He swung his four arms, turning them into afterimages.

"It's all because of you that this humble monk has made a fool of himself in front of his junior sister, losing all face!"

"You...damn it!"

After venting his anger, Wu Xingzhe's rage only intensified.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of dull, loud thuds, like pile drivers, rang out one after another.

After a few breaths, Wu Xingzhe finally came to his senses, panting heavily. At this moment, the royal patriarch had unknowingly turned into a pile of minced meat, dead beyond any doubt.

The poor clan chief, who only wanted to live a peaceful life, ended up dying the most tragically.

"Pooh!"

Wu Xingzhe spat at the pile of minced meat.

"You won't listen to a toast, so you'll have to drink the penalty cup. We'll give you a way out, but you'll refuse and instead choose to help the wicked."

"I told you long ago, you are no match for me."

After he finished speaking, he looked up at the top of the tower, his fierce expression still lingering.

He clasped his four arms together, gathered his strength, and threw a punch upwards.

Just hear a loud "boom"!
He actually blasted a hole in the seventh floor of the bronze tower.

After dispelling the Vajra Subduing Demon, Wu Xingzhe leaped into the abyss.

For a moment, only the lingering stench of blood remained in the room.

……

The seventh floor of the bronze tower.

Perhaps because the nine-story bronze tower was about to collapse, this place was also affected.

The ground is covered with cracks, and the tower is riddled with holes.

The beast that was originally in charge of the seventh level of the test was unfortunately killed by a boulder.

In an instant, the trials that should have existed here vanished.

All that remained was a mess of broken bricks and stones, a complete mess.

Abbot Shanren activated the Blood Escape Mushroom, carrying Wu Liang at breakneck speed.

The falling rocks had no effect on him whatsoever.

Before long, Abbot Shanren found the bronze door leading to the eighth floor.

"Stab!"

Abbot Shanren opened his blood-red maw and unleashed a deadly attack, spitting blood at people.

Large amounts of foul-smelling blood gushed onto the bronze door.

Blood rust quickly appeared on the bronze door, and cracks spread from there.

At this rate, it probably won't be long before Abbot Shanren is able to break through this bronze door.

Upon seeing this scene, a hint of gloom flashed in Wu Liang's eyes.

He knew very well that he must not let Abbot Shanren take him to the ninth floor.

Otherwise, whether it's inheriting the so-called formless legacy or using the magpie's nest to possess him.

These were all things he found hard to accept.

"Ha ha……"

"This junior truly did not expect that the dignified Abbot Shanren, a noble fifth-level mushroom master, would be in such a sorry state."

"Look at his anxious face, the abbot seems to be taking this inheritance a little too seriously."

Wu Liang suddenly let out a cold laugh, his tone laced with sarcasm.

Abbot Shanren glanced at him but didn't say anything, continuing to break down the door on his own.

Seeing this, Wu Liang didn't care at all and continued to speak to himself.

"Some people are on the verge of death, yet they are still unaware of it and continue to struggle."

"This junior truly does not know, even if the abbot obtains this Formless Inheritance, what can he do with it?"

He chuckled and shook his head as he finished speaking.

"If I am not mistaken, the eminent Buddhist monks are probably already on their way."

"Even if the abbot obtains the Formless Inheritance, can he immediately ascend to immortality?"

"When the time comes, once the eminent Buddhist monks arrive, the abbot will not only have to relinquish his lineage, but his fate will likely be no better."

"In my humble opinion, Abbot, you should make your escape now, lest you end up losing not only your wife and your army, but also your life in vain..."

Wu Liang kept spouting sarcastic remarks, his audacity was frightening.

Upon hearing this, Abbot Shanren's expression grew even colder.

He stopped spewing insults and switched to using his Light Fist, shaking the bronze door again and again.

Abbot Shanren finally spoke up amidst his busy schedule.

"I know your little schemes all too well."

"You have passed the test of stealing names, and you also know the purpose of the magpie's nest."

"By now, you should have guessed what I'm going to do to you, right?"

"So the closer I get to the ninth level, the more anxious you become."

"I won't blame you for being a bit sharp-tongued at this time, but you probably won't have the chance to speak again in the future anyway."

Upon hearing this, Wu Liang's expression darkened.

When Abbot Shanren saw his appearance, a cold smile appeared on his face.

"What you just said is correct..."

"Even if I were to obtain the inheritance of the Formless, I probably wouldn't be able to ascend to immortality on the spot."

“It will indeed be very difficult once the eminent Buddhist monks arrive.”

“But by then, I must have become you, my son Sekong.”

"At that time, what will the heinous crimes committed by Abbot Shanren have to do with me, the little monk Sekong?"

Abbot Shanren killed him and then retaliated in kind.

Compared to the abbot, Wu Liang's previous sarcastic remarks were completely beneath his notice.

Wu Liang looked unwell, seemingly affected by his words and his mind was in turmoil.

However, this is just a facade, a pretense.

Wu Liang remained calm, lost in thought.

From this perspective, Abbot Shanren's plan was to take over the inheritance, then usurp his position and transform into his likeness to evade the high-ranking Buddhist monks.

What a clever escape!

but……

If the person in this place at this moment were not Wu Liang, but the former Sekong, this plan would indeed be ingenious.

However, now that he is using the identity of Sekong to stir up trouble in Zhaodi Town, he has probably already come under the watchful eye of the Buddhist community.

In this situation, even if Abbot Shanren possessed his body, he would still not escape the purging of Buddhism.

Furthermore, he currently only has a second-stage cultivation level.

If Abbot Shanren were to usurp his position, he too would fall from the fifth rank to the second rank.

This cost is considerable, especially at this critical juncture.

Once Abbot Shanren loses his cultivation, any mushroom master could take his life.

Wu Liang did not trust Abbot Shanren and had not considered this point.

Even so, Abbot Shanren still harbored the idea of ​​possessing his body.

While there is certainly an element of inexperience involved, it is more likely that they have other sources of confidence.

It was precisely because of this confidence that Abbot Shanren seemed not to care much about losing his fifth level of cultivation.

If that's the case, then what exactly is the source of this confidence?

Wu Liang narrowed his eyes, as if he had thought of something.

"Could it be... a Tai Sui mushroom?"

The thought flashed through his mind.

That's right!

It's a type of mushroom called Tai Sui!
If Abbot Shanren had already refined a fifth-level Tai Sui mushroom at this moment, it would indeed explain why he was so unconcerned about losing his cultivation.

After all, if the effects of the Tai Sui mushroom are truly as miraculous as Doctor Mo's remnant soul memories suggest...

Abbot Shanren can turn the tide at critical moments with just the Tai Sui mushroom. Even if someone from the Buddhist sect comes, they can hardly stop him!

Wu Liang vaguely discerned the true scheme of Abbot Shanren.

For a moment, a hint of anxiety appeared on his face.

Just at this moment...

Wu Liang's helper has arrived!
A series of hoofbeats came galloping closer and closer.

Chief Wu spurred his horse forward, not even glancing at the abbot, his eyes fixed intently on Wu Liang.

The look in his eyes was so intense it seemed he wanted to devour him alive, eat his flesh, and drink his blood.

"Ahhh, it's you! You stole my chance at immortality!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

(End of this chapter)